"If I had met him earlier, I would probably have liked him."

The more Yun Zheng spoke, the lower the air pressure in the room became.

Rong Shuo's expression was already very cold, just like the aloof and unattainable Lord God when they first met, but now there was a bit more worldly air about him. He turned his head and looked away.

She raised her eyes, took in his expression, and the corners of her lips curved for a moment, then quickly disappeared.

"Rong Shuo, what's wrong?"

Yun Zheng reached out and tugged at his robe, but he coldly pulled it back and moved slightly, facing away from her.

His back exudes an aura of 'tsundere, come and coax me'.

How cute this man is when he's jealous.

She couldn't help but chuckle and called out again, "Rong Shuo."

Rong Shuo didn't respond.

Yun Zheng suddenly stood up and said, "I suddenly remembered that I had a drink with Mo Jing tonight. I will be back late tonight."

As she spoke, she walked towards the door.

However, before she took two steps, she was pulled into a familiar embrace. The embrace was both domineering and restrained. A deep voice asked with a muffled tone: "Is it okay not to go?"

"But I already have an appointment." Yun Zheng said with regret.

He was silent for a few seconds, then let go of her hand and said, "Go ahead."

He turned around and stood in front of the window, his back looking inexplicably lonely.

She walked back and put her small hand into his bony hand.

Rong Shuo was stunned, a little surprised, and looked at her sideways. She saw her phoenix eyes filled with stars and said:

"A Shuo, you know what? I can have many friends, but I can only have one lover."

"Now that I've decided on you, I won't let go of your hand easily, unless you betray me."

"A Shuo, besides grandpa, you are also my favorite."